We all have the right, and the capacity, to Love (God). We simply need to grant ourselves permission.
Life in the time of COVID-19
Arriving at Myself (a Metaphor for Owning Your Life with Grace, Which may not be for Everyone)
The key to this game of life is loving all of yourself, even as you continually evolve. Yeah, not only am I a grown woman, I am a grown-ass African-descended Queen, beloved of an Omnipotent God.
I’m Over My Stubborn Faith-A Lenten Devotional
I truly wish that I was a more trusting child. Sadly, I am not. I'm going to require a little extra work, but I know You. I fully understand that I am just a moment in Your Eternity, and that You can be patient with me.
Thursday Confessional
This year, and I've said this before, I'm taking NO Ls. I am reclaiming my my peace and my power.
Needing to Learn Patience and Trust
This morning, I read a Chinese proverb that reminded me that "one joy scatters a hundred griefs." My next thought was, "what can I do today to bring myself joy? I ask that question every morning. I will ask it, upon rising in gratitude, each morning for the balance of my days. I suggest you do the same.
Thursday Confessional
This is the last day I'll ever be 55. I'm leaving the speed limit behind. As the song says, it's time to "Take the Limits Off."
31 Days of Liminality
I jumped, praying that the ground would rise beneath me, or at least that mmt winds would erupt. Either way, I did not fall.
31 Days of Liminality
The Very Definition of Both/And This morning's devotion, Born for More, included this admonishment, “Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” You serve an Ephesians 3:20 God, accomplishing exceedingly, abundantly, above anything you could hope, ask, …
31 Days of Liminality
Wrestling Back My Peace In crisis, how do you define your faith? Having weathered multiple storms, I've learned... WARNING-you may need to clutch dem pearls… Fb/the idealist Everybody can't handle storms. When they come, if I ain't crying, nobody else gets to. I Do Not Have Time to Hold any Hands. It means that ish …
31 Days of Liminality
I don't trust your drive-by prayers
Chelle A Wilson 
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